Page 18 of Stranded With An Insatiable Shifter

“I’ll make my bear walk back in the rain,” he says with a chuckle. “I owe him that much at least for all the shit he’s put me through over the past two weeks.”

“Don’t be silly,” I say, stepping to the side. “Come in. Dry off.”

His eyes turn heated as he steps into the bus, causing it to rock. I hold my breath as I look up at him. He’s towering over me.

I knew he was big, but seeing him crammed inside my bus, it hits me how large he really is.

My eyes drop down to his broad shoulders. They’re covered in little droplets of rain.

“You’re all wet,” I whisper as I drag my eyes down his muscular stomach. I suck in a breath when I see the shape of his long thick cock pushing out against the towel. I swallow hard.

“And how about you, my love?” he growls. “Are you all wet?”

I look back up into his lust-filled eyes and my body shivers. Heat blooms inside me, emanating from my core and traveling down between my legs. My pussy aches with heat under that sexy gaze.

I want him so badly. I want to feel him on me, in me.

A spot on my neck, right under my ear, is tingling like crazy. I touch it lightly as he watches, looking like he’s about to devour me whole.

“Do you know what that spot is for?” he asks in a deep growly voice while the heavy rain pounds on the roof and windows.

I graze my fingertips over it as I look at his mouth.

“Your lips?” I whisper.

“My mark,” he says as my knees nearly buckle. “A shifter always marks his mate. That spot of sweet tender flesh is destined for it. Once I put my mark on you, Jemma, we’ll be one. Then you’ll understand what I’m talking about. You’ll understand the full power of having a mate.”

I can already feel it coursing through me. I can feel the pull. The attraction.

I’m like a fish who’s been walking on land its whole life and suddenly got thrown into the ocean. I feel like I’ve finally found my place, my home, myself.

My heart is pounding as I tear my eyes away from his. I can feel his intense heated stare still on me and it’s making me all wobbly inside. I’ve never felt so unsteady in all my life.

“You’re going to catch a cold,” I say as I grab a hand towel off the counter.

I don’t know if shifters can catch colds, but I just need an excuse to touch him.

He stands there, breathing heavily as I dab the towel on his big sexy shoulder. I’m unable to breathe as I move it down to his front delt and onto his thick bicep. It’s so hard. I’ve never seen an arm like this.

My pussy is gushing by the time I’m onto his stomach, drying his perfect abs. I glance down and suck in a sharp breath when I see the long hard shape of his erection, jutting out against the towel, turning it into a tent.

My whole body freezes as I stare at it in wonder. I can’t even play this one off. He knows that I’m staring. He can see the amazement and lust on my face.

His big hand gently touches my chin and he tilts my face up until I’m looking into his sexy eyes. I whimper.

“Such a tiny towel,” he says as he takes it out of my hand. I swallow hard as he tosses it onto the counter. “Why don’t you use this one?”

He grabs the knot and with a flick of his hand, the towel falls loose around his waist. He holds it up for me with a sexy grin on his face.

My pulse is racing as I take it and gently dry his chest. I’m trying to focus on the water drops disappearing off his soft skin and trying to ignore the long hard cock standing up between us.

But I can only do that for so long.

My eyes slowly lower. I gasp when I see the true size of it pointing proudly into the air.

It’s a magnificent cock.

Once I have my eyes on it, I can’t seem to look away. I’m in awe of it.

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